No Worries (Free Jett3ye) Lyrics Meanings
by CincoTheFlexGod

Middle finger to my old friends
I been tryna' tell you niggas I was chosen
I can't blame you for fucking up my emotions
I can't lie, I was going through the motions
I can't focus
But I keep winning against you niggas, yall 0-10
We was talking about them racks, she said I got more than him
I ain't worried bout' baby keep yo' mouth shut
Until I tell you that i'm ready, then open that mouth up
Niggas thinking they can spook us, nigga bout' what
Keep on playing, we goin' have to light yo' house up
Thumb through the racks, all my money on track
Puffing the gas and its loud to the max
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my-
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt yeah
Dick deep down her throat, she won't stop choking up
And she keep on asking me why the fuck I won't just open up
All these niggas is behind me, and i'm not slowing up
I would talk about what we do to the opps but I don't need em' knowing its us
All my money on track and i'm rocking all black
I can't get attached maybe I should fall back
I just dropped my demons off and watched em' crawl back
It don't get as real as this
I swear that I ain't feeling this
Treat him like bananas
We got clips so we peeling him
Slatt taking over
So I don't even gotta' deal with him
I got love for my racks
I was chasing millions
That nigga a fool so I guess we gotta' pity him
Gold all on my neck, I think I feel like Mr. T
Ten steps ahead
Bitch I never missed a beat
You can check my wallet bitch you know it's filled with history
Get up out my way i'm chasing victories
Middle finger to my old friends
I been tryna' tell you niggas I was chosen
I can't blame you for fucking up my emotions
I can't lie, I was going through the motions
I can't focus
But I keep winning against you niggas, yall 0-10
We was talking about them racks, she said I got more than him
I ain't worried bout' baby keep yo' mouth shut
Until I tell you that i'm ready, then open that mouth up
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my-
Love for my racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the r-
I got-
I got love for ya'
I got love for ya'

Middle finger to my old friends
I been tryna' tell you niggas I was chosen
I can't blame you for fucking up my emotions
I can't lie, I was going through the motions
I can't focus
But I keep winning against you niggas, yall 0-10
We was talking about them racks, she said I got more than him
I ain't worried bout' baby keep yo' mouth shut
Until I tell you that i'm ready, then open that mouth up
Niggas thinking they can spook us, nigga bout' what
Keep on playing, we goin' have to light yo' house up
Thumb through the racks, all my money on track
Puffing the gas and its loud to the max
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my-
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt yeah
Dick deep down her throat, she won't stop choking up
And she keep on asking me why the fuck I won't just open up
All these niggas is behind me, and i'm not slowing up
I would talk about what we do to the opps but I don't need em' knowing its us
All my money on track and i'm rocking all black
I can't get attached maybe I should fall back
I just dropped my demons off and watched em' crawl back
It don't get as real as this
I swear that I ain't feeling this
Treat him like bananas
We got clips so we peeling him
Slatt taking over
So I don't even gotta' deal with him
I got love for my racks
I was chasing millions
That nigga a fool so I guess we gotta' pity him
Gold all on my neck, I think I feel like Mr. T
Ten steps ahead
Bitch I never missed a beat
You can check my wallet bitch you know it's filled with history
Get up out my way i'm chasing victories
Middle finger to my old friends
I been tryna' tell you niggas I was chosen
I can't blame you for fucking up my emotions
I can't lie, I was going through the motions
I can't focus
But I keep winning against you niggas, yall 0-10
We was talking about them racks, she said I got more than him
I ain't worried bout' baby keep yo' mouth shut
Until I tell you that i'm ready, then open that mouth up
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my-
Love for my racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the racks
I got love for my slatt
Love for the r-
I got-
I got love for ya'
I got love for ya'